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The Saga of Ajay and raja Concludes. component part 4.




They would often strip me naked and both still full dressed, would kneel in forepart of me, with mouths open. I would let one absorb me for a bit and then the next money box I was hard and gear up to fuck. Then pulling down either of their bloomers to their ankles I would make the Chosen boy lie on his back and push his branch to his berm leaving his ass, upturned, exposed and wide open. The other would still be sucking my cock and would lubricate it well with his spittle. I would then dunk my shaft into the waiting ass and fuck the prone boy with hanker severely strokes. After genus Raja had been able-bodied to accommodate the distance and thickness of my cock and had enjoyed getting fucked by me a number of time, this was his most favoured position and it allowed me to press the full length of my cock, all the way to its base into the waiting ass and palpate my musket ball slap on the turn down part of his back. He often said when I was fucking him like that he thought my scratch would reach to his throat from his ass.

Ajay on the other hand liked me to have intercourse him as I had the maiden sentence. Lying spoon fashion on the bed and almost half at peace with slow and dreamy movements. No desperate rush to ejaculate. No desperate pounding of upturned ass mess. Just long slow movements that could enthrall us to a different plane of flavor. Another of our favoured stance was the three way fucking, with Raja standing with his script braced on the rampart, consistence bent at the waist and ass driving force backwards, legs spread apart. Ajay would enter him and then bend his own dead body over genus Raja's back so his ass was now thrust backwards and presented to me. I would in act enter Ajay's hole and start fucking him. When we got the rhythm in good order Ajay would be pulling out of Raja as I was pressing into him, then pressing into Raja's ass as I was withdrawing from him. We would often ejaculate at the very Same fourth dimension, me deep into Ajay, Ajay into Raja and Raja splashing his cum all over the wall or floor.

If by fortune we put raja in the middle and Ajay on the end I always found the calendar method of birth control faltering, perhaps because Raja was besotted and we could not maintain the correct speed to keep it going or because his hammer had a slight curve and would often pull out from Ajay's ass. We enjoyed these kinds of plot and many others for a good while, may be xv calendar month or so from the date of their second base trip to the Benny Hill. The interpose period's photograph to amend sorting of drinking habit had changed their master copy way of taking liquor. They were now diluting their beverage to a proper level and able to sip them slowly rather than slugging them down. Our day of remembrance belt was very successful and rajah was by now able-bodied to accommodate me without first being made set up by Ajay's slimmer thinner hammer, though he was still"blind drunk"and would remain so till the end of our relationship. Our association continued for a few more than month after that but I became cognizant of a lessening of the excitement and anticipation that a chance to inflict me had for them. I got this feeling from Raja in picky. He became more reserved in his manner and it was evident that he was not getting as practically enjoyment as Ajay was from our clash. genus Raja was still fond of sucking me dry and also still liked to get fucked. But he seemed to want something more than what we had to offer him.


When I eventually asked him outright he admitted that he was now more worry in fille and in fact his matrimony had been fixed by his parents for the keep abreast yr. I took pains to assure him that what he was experiencing was natural and that he could sever the sexual position of our relationship when he wished, although I would care to keep him as a friend and that he would be welcome to visit me as such, at any time in his animation. Ajay on the other bridge player was as interested and got as lots enjoyment from our games as he had on the first night itself. He was still the first one to get bare, the last to get dressed and had almost a letch's libido, able to get set up and into action at law very quickly after climaxing. He still liked getting pounded by me or by genus Raja, but claimed with my larger prick I was able to satisfy his desire better. The three of us met and had sex at least thirty times over those fifteen months. An average of two sentence a calendar month.

They never wore any apparel when they were in my house. Almost as soon as entering the room access we would be eagerly removing each other's dress. Even if the gap between their premature visit and the current one was only a workweek we were always eager to see nude flesh, exposed cocks and arse. Always eager to find, buss and lick whatever was offered first. The initial desire would last till out foremost ejaculation and then I would either put on a duo of trousers or use a lungi. The two boys however would resist gunpoint blank to use even a stitch of clothing and would spend the intact clock time with me stark naked. They would help me to cook and to strip the house but for them it was forever a game. A lot of fourth dimension would be spent teasing either me or one another. If I was in a lungi, say doing some wash or cooking, I would never know when either one would suddenly come in and slip under the lungi and commence to suck my dick. Once it rose to an hard-on or got semi hard the boy would vanish just as suddenly as he had come, leaving me with a ridiculously tented lungyi which was absolutely screaming to who ever saw it. Or going into the bedroom to hit up the bed or do some such work I would be greeted by the mickle of an ass, spread wide to show the rumple mouth and be asked why I had kept the obviously waiting mess vacant for so hanker. nothing but a complete screw would meet the waiting boy. phonograph needle to say the firm work always took far longer to complete when they were around.

Although we played many games and were very relinquish with each former's bodies neither ever once expressed a desire to fuck me. For them I was always the dominant one and the top. They would play any role required of them either fucker or the one getting fucked, fool or the one to be sucked. Often I would ask then to 69 to each early while I fucked one's ass. One would lie on his dorsum, forefront raised. The other would be on all quatern, barker position with prick wall hanging over the prone single mouth and mouth fix to engulf the upstanding cock pointed at the ceiling. At my signaling they would start to nurse each other while I fucked the boy in the bow-wow position. This was often very hot and we achieved coinciding ejaculation on many an juncture. As I pumped my cum deep in the ass I could find the pulses of that boys ejaculation as he pumped his cum into the mouth below him and the other boy in turn pumped his load into the rima oris above.


Our last encounter as a threesome was in the knit stitch. I had gone down the James Jerome Hill for some piece of work and we decided to forgather at a hotel in the nearby city. They came as promised and somehow we recognised that this was the lowest sentence we would be together as partners in sexual games. This feeling though not openly expressed, lent a somewhat feverish air to our desires. Neither of the male child was interested in having a drink. Both only wanted to start playing the usual secret plan. There was an unusual amount of kissing and foreplay and throughout the dark [ we never slept at all ] our lovemaking was tinged with a sense of sadness and finality. While having our ritual bath in the break of day Raja asked me to fuck him again and wanted me to do it standing under the exhibitor, just as I had done on the very first metre I had succeeded in entering his ass, without Ajay's interposition, during their second visit to the hill.

I did as he requested and had fucked him till he shot his lading of cum across the lavatory floor. I was taken aback when he turned to me and tears streaming down his grimace told me that his parents were shifting to Chennai the adjacent week and that this was the last meter he would be able to contact me. Our parting as a three was sad and had emotions running on gamey in all of us. Their young enthusiasm and temper, their sometimes wicked frivolity had enriched my life for the by fifteen months and was now going to pull up stakes a rather gaping hole in my being. But in life, all thing have an end and we all realised that one chapter had come to a closing.

Ajay continued his association with me for a long meter and perhaps one day I will recount our escapade together. There was about two long time of clock time left for that chapter of our lives to come to end. Ajay and I are still supporter but without the sexual fission that was there in the past. He is happily married, and though we meet sometimes we rarely remind each other of our old passions or the lecherousness we had for each other's dead body. Both of us had heard from Raja a few meter after he had shifted to Chennai but we never met again. pic, curling at the edges from age, show smiling faces, erect dick and slim sleek bodies. These pictures and memories are all that remain. reminder of the Passion of Christ and lust a prospect meeting can generate.


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